My wife is still living in California, at least in her head. She lives here in the house with me, in Texas. She gets in her car and drives around Texas on a regular basis. She loves being in Texas. She thanks God on a regular basis for being in Texas. She tells me so.
At the same time her mind is still in California. She seems to think that there is going to be some simple little fix that is going to keep the scorpions from getting in the house. Good luck with that. Of course it’s my fault. I leave doors open, or at least that’s the story. I don’t fix the door so they can’t crawl under. I bring in things from outside. However it happens the scorpions get inside.
And the Texas drivers are a sight to behold. You behold them if you’re fortunate enough to get out of their way. They have places to go and people to see. One would think the revolution had started and they didn’t want to be late.
And then there are the blue cities.
Life is not perfect, even in Texas. It will never be perfect. If it were perfect, they would send us back to California. It’s still good to be here. I rejoice in it and adjust to what I have to.
homo unius libri
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